The centaur is a strange creature
Torn in a paradox of ways
The centaur is a strange creature
A visionary with its feet locked in the sod
Part beast, part man, part god
We were both archers
Born to the bow
Men up above
Horses below
My nature was fire
And I learned all I could through desire
A beast of the dirt
Of the earth and the soil
My hooves drummed the ground
But I would not recoil
From the things that I knew
Or the things I knew not
When I'm touched by a mystery
My bow it grows taut
And I ride
Out through the night, through the dark
Out where my passions take spark
Out where the beast in me writhes and tumbles
I ride
In a thunder of dust cross the land
Waving my pride in my hand
Till I fall at your side
In a sweat of wonder
We were both archers
Born to the bow
Men up above
Horses below
And Jupiter ruled
And I learned all I could in his school
A man of the air
Of the sky and the sea
A man who forever was destined to be
Much more than just clay
And more than just flesh
A man who'd felt something
And could not find rest
Till he'd sailed
Out through the night, through the air
Out where the man in me strives and reaches
I sail
In a shower of light through the sky
With a fire of light in each eye
Till I tumble to rest on a crest of wonder
Much more than just archers
Born to the bow
More than men up above
And horses below
My arrow she aims at a point past the sky
And I in my holiness know I can fly
And I fly
Out beyond the air
Out where all thoughts disappear
Out where the God in me shines and wonders
I fly
In a shower of light through one eye
As I watch the earth fade and die
Till I come to rest on the sound of wonder
AUM
Torn in a paradox of ways
The centaur is a strange creature
A visionary with its feet locked in the sod
Part beast, part man, part god
We were both archers
Born to the bow
Men up above
Horses below
My nature was fire
And I learned all I could through desire
A beast of the dirt
Of the earth and the soil
My hooves drummed the ground
But I would not recoil
From the things that I knew
Or the things I knew not
When I'm touched by a mystery
My bow it grows taut
And I ride
Out through the night, through the dark
Out where my passions take spark
Out where the beast in me writhes and tumbles
I ride
In a thunder of dust cross the land
Waving my pride in my hand
Till I fall at your side
In a sweat of wonder
We were both archers
Born to the bow
Men up above
Horses below
And Jupiter ruled
And I learned all I could in his school
A man of the air
Of the sky and the sea
A man who forever was destined to be
Much more than just clay
And more than just flesh
A man who'd felt something
And could not find rest
Till he'd sailed
Out through the night, through the air
Out where the man in me strives and reaches
I sail
In a shower of light through the sky
With a fire of light in each eye
Till I tumble to rest on a crest of wonder
Much more than just archers
Born to the bow
More than men up above
And horses below
My arrow she aims at a point past the sky
And I in my holiness know I can fly
And I fly
Out beyond the air
Out where all thoughts disappear
Out where the God in me shines and wonders
I fly
In a shower of light through one eye
As I watch the earth fade and die
Till I come to rest on the sound of wonder
AUM